To be born again for your sake
blowing the past away on fluttering clouds
letting the future ride on flowing winds
fearlessly, unceasingly, patiently
to be born again in your arms
to be born again for my sake
once again to be born in a golden egg
once again to be able to fly with silver wings
unhurriedly, tenaciously, intimately
to be born again in your arms
to be born again for your sake
to turn the bliss of our meeting into a gentle light
and the parting that's sure to come iinto smothering rain
like the little, indigo flower that blooms in delicate shade
to be born again in your arms
your taking my hand and my not shaking it off
our two path's merging to become one as blending minds
to be born again for my sake
to be born again in your arms
not averting your eyes, not letting go
embracing all the fortitude of will and the frailty of prayers
to be born again in your arms
to be born again for my sake
when my not minding the loneliness
was only the ignorance of my bliss with you
when my pain of loneliness
was but my learning to fear of losing you
so then, i will be born again in your arms
to be born again for my sake
as old shells crumble off and newborn tears fall on a cheek
with your embrace,
i open my ethereal wings
to be born again for you alone
to be born again in your arms
letting me forget with your voice and your touch
breaking off the chains that bind my heart and feet
to be born again in your arms
to be born again for your sake
as the ember that has just caught should not be put out or misplaced
my thoughts just born should not be dissipated or broken apart
in this cradle you guard over
to start again from scratch
